[G''LEN:]

16 months in the pen, now I'm fresh out

Scars on my knuckles from the Crabs that I socked out

Sportin' all red with the bald-head

Pumpin' lead with the infra-red, leavin' Crabs all dead

Fresh red Tay' ?? hat with the FUBU

Stand B'd up fool fuck wearin' boo-boo

West Side Killers claimin' Denver Avenue

And ain't goin' like

I fuck Crab bitches too with my hat on

I peel the Crab hood get my gat on

Flue hat and flue strings, you won't catch me with that on

But you can catch me in a party throwin' a Blood walk (WOOP WOOP)

Definitely dumb the Crab language, all I know is Blood talk like

Boda born nuts bandy boffee and bigarettes

Niggas and niggarettes, red rubber bands and berettes yeah

I'm sneakin' in Crab funerals like a spy

Just to see Crabs' moma cry



[B-BRAZY:]

Give it up

WOOP! WOOP!

We all down too buzz

WOOP! WOOP!

If you bangin' nigga give it up



[DOGG:]

And it's the type of shit gon' send me back to jail

To bustin' on niggas with Gauge shell

Fuck around and I'ma bail

Attack you with it, step you with it

Take your money and cap you with it

Tell your girl I'ma mack you with it

White and red pearl

Cadillac you with it

Face to face I might shake you with it

I'm on ?? with it

West Coast see was saggin' with carrying it

Rat pack crossing 'em out on the Denver with it

Bloods gangster and Crabs are scary with it



[B-BRAZY:]

Give it up

WOOP! WOOP!

We all down too buzz

WOOP! WOOP!

If you bangin' nigga give it up



[LIL LEAK & B-BRAZY:]

I just back to the hood

And I've already heard some bad new

The homie just got shot it by some Crab fool

We 'bout to get this nigga's back, grab the Mac, we about to go

Front Venice and catch this buster niggas on the road

Or maybe route

On west

At the liquor store

We about to catch him while he's slippin' and just kill him know

I hate Crabs from heart I let them ?? collar

And represent with only real motherfuckers

No bustas allowed

You know about this gangster shit

Bustin' on niggas that hate the gang I'm hangin' with

Niggas in the wrong colors gettin' tossed up

Can't go if you ain't gon' bust

If I die - bury me

Hang my balls in the tree on F-I-G

If they fall

Take about it

I bet it they taste like a 109



[B-BRAZY:]

Give it up

WOOP! WOOP!

We all down too buzz

WOOP! WOOP!

Red strings in our Chucks

Henneby

And a gang of weed

And a proper-ass bitch to skeez



[G''LEN, DOGG, B-BRAZY, LIL LEAK:]

One-two  ?cannot buckles? in my shoes

Just right red strings, sportin' Dickies and hang

Joy riding off P.T.

And my momma call when my Doggs jumpin' out sockin' Crabs I don't D.P.

Dirty Chucks in the jail house

Quick to push up this situation now it dips and push ups

They get pumped up

To run up and get socked up

Backed on with the hood blocked out

B-Braze 9 ?? of braids (WOOP WOOP)

Red strings, Figueroa gang

Tired of y'all niggas tryin' to bite the WOOP

So I'm dumpin' out on you fools out the Broam Six-Deuce (WOOP WOOP)

I'm a G-ride drivin', C-K Ridin'

Damu Blood bangin'

Fuck what you claimin'

Aimin' 4-5's and 9's

Throwin' gang sign

Put the infra-red beam Blood

Get 'em everytime



[B-BRAZY:]

Give it up

WOOP! WOOP!

We all down too buzz

WOOP! WOOP!

Red strings in our Chucks

Henneby

And a gang of weed

And a proper-ass bitch to skeez...